Age: 12
Gender: Female
Eyes: BLUE (as in really, really blue)
Hair: Long, strait, dirty blond
Height: 5 ft
Body Type: slim and fit, looks almost like an Aphrotite kid
Skin Color: White
God Parent: Ares
Mortal Parent: Dona Florize
Country of Origin: Spain
Pets: none
Talents: can mostly hurt anyone with anything
Weapon**: A 13 inch dagger named Ares
Flaws: to proud, will never give up, no matter how dangerouse things get, and scared at the sight of blood
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): none
Life Before CHB*: Samara was just a regular Spanish school girl. She had plent of friends, a loving mom, and a black belt, 4th degree in karate. The only problem was, she had no dad. Her mom would always say, he was a buff guy, with many surprises, but she had no idea what that ment. Her ADHD made her and her mother's life hard, and most of the time, she was beating up a wall at home. Her friends had to keep their distance, for when she was angry, her anger showed. Her proudness took over, and she would try to kill anything that came near. She told no one, but the reason why she was mad most of the time was because her father was never there to tell her to calm down, or just go for the target, nothing else.
RP Example*: After all that fighting, for what! No dead creepy critter, but almost dead friend. "Franky, stand up you big baby!" I screemed, the monster charged. Sure, leave it to me to become Samara splat as Franky just lies there, dreaming of barnyard animals! I ducked, and slid, as the giant's hand came rumbling down, his hand slicing the pavment were I once stood just moments ago. Ok, I can do this, just think of where my dad was all these, stupid years I needed him. I became more than angry at the toughts, I became furious. I charged the giant, jumped so high, I sware I waved to a pigeon, and smacked the monsterin the side of the head. He barlled down, threatning to fall down on Freddy, so I dove, grabbing Freddy before I became a greece spot. I wiped sweat from my brow as the monster turned to golden ash. "Now that wasn't so bad," I say, shivering.
Any notes about your characters: She some how has a kind heart, she only destructive when she's mad.
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